Alliance: Pick Ashe, Rita is broken

"Ah! Now is not the time to think about these things!"

Rita rubbed her still dizzy head.

He staggered to his feet and headed for the door.

She knew it just by the aroma of the food.

Gao Peng must be in the apartment!

After all, in the entire apartment, no one else would use the kitchen except Gao Peng!

Rita was now rapidly compiling various reasons in her mind.

She had to deal with the various questions Gao Peng might ask her next.

after all.

Yesterday, I helped her express her feelings.

Miss and Luo Xin were decorating the living room.

Star light strips, candlelight, and red wine.

The atmosphere is full!

But she was drunk.

She didn't even know how she got back to the apartment.

What else is there to express?

Stop it!

That's how people are.

Sometimes, some decisions really have to be made on impulse.

Once that enthusiasm has worn off, it becomes very difficult to muster up the courage to do it again.

This is just great.

The confession failed, but Gao Peng must not feel any resentment because of it.

Don't let the friendship be elevated to the next level, or you'll end up having no friends left.

That would be a tragedy!

So Rita had to find a suitable excuse to deal with the eye-catching living room.

Between the lightning and flint.

Rita, with her messy brain, had already made up excuses for everything that happened in the living room.

Only that letter.

The love letter she carefully prepared.

How do you edit this thing?

Well, Xiao Gao, to be honest with you, before I became a commentator, I had a dream, which was to become a cartoonist.

This is my practice work. I originally intended to let Miss and Luo Xin see it, since you have already seen it.

Xiao Gao, have you seen it?

Give a review?

What?

You ask why this comic is all about you and me?

Well... art originates from life but transcends life! Comics are also art, after all! I just incorporate a little bit of life into it, and there's nothing wrong with that, right?

What does the last one mean, you ask?

Haha, it’s nothing interesting. I’m a girl, so I like to draw love stories. It’s normal.

What?

Why your name, you ask?

If I say that I just lend your name to the male lead, would you believe it?

What?

You asked why there was an underline. Does it mean you should fill it in?

If you can, you can fill it out...

Dah!

Feng Xiaoyu, what are you thinking about!

Wake up!

Now is the time to confess!

Missed the best opportunity!

Don't act rashly!

We have to call it a day!

Fight again another day!

Rita is now a little tearful.

I knew I would get drunk.

She won’t write this confession letter!

Just think about the scene of Gao Peng seeing that letter.

Rita feels like she is about to be socially dead!

The picture in that letter was so naked.

How can she be so round!

All she can do now is pray.

It was pitch dark last night, Xiao Gao, please don’t see this letter!

As long as Xiao Gao doesn’t see this letter!

Then everything can be turned around!

Rita prayed.

He tiptoed out of the bedroom.

I don't know.

The love letter she had been thinking about.

At this moment, it was lying quietly on her bedside table.

I heard the occasional clattering of spatulas coming from the kitchen.

Rita took a furtive glance, then timidly tiptoed into the living room.

My goodness, I have to be so careful in my own apartment, like a thief. What a sin!

Endure it!

Wait till you receive the letter!

We can start a new life!

however.

No!

Believe it!?

Where's my fucking love letter! ?

When Rita saw it, there was a square table where the love letter should have been placed.

At this moment, the red wine has not changed its place, the wine glass has not changed its place, and the electric candle has not changed its place.

Only that damn confession letter is gone!

It’s fucking gone!

Rita felt like she was struck by lightning!

Totally spicy!

Totally spicy!

wrong!

Is the window not closed properly?

Blown away by the wind! ?

Rita looked at the open window in the living room.

Start comforting yourself.

Then whoosh.

He squatted on the ground and began to inspect every inch of the living room.

Not under the table!

Not under the chair!

sofa!

Correct!

And a sofa!

It must be under the sofa!

This damn letter-eating sofa monster!

Spit out my letter!

In a moment of desperation, Rita squatted down using her hands and feet and ran to the sofa.

Then he lay on the ground without caring about his image and reached under the sofa.

however.

A pair of cotton slippers suddenly appeared in front of Rita.

"Sister Tazi, what are you looking for?"

This sound.

Rita couldn't help but tremble in her heart!

I couldn't help but look up slowly.

Gao Peng was seen wearing an apron and holding two plates in his hands.

He was looking down at her with a smile.

"No, nothing, no, my hairpin fell under the sofa, hairpin, hehe."

Rita didn't dare to continue rummaging under the sofa.

Even if the letter was really under the sofa, even if she found it now, she wouldn't dare take it out in front of Gao Peng!

He quickly pulled his hand out and stood up in a hurry.

While laughing, he brushed off the dust on his hands and body.

"Oh, I see. I've prepared breakfast. You can eat first and I'll find it for you."

As Gao Peng spoke, he brought two plates and placed them on the small square table.

When I turned around, I had to bend down to look under the sofa.

This scared Rita.

Good guy!

I wish I could find the letter for you!

I am not going to live anymore!

Rita hurriedly stopped Gao Peng, and because she had just been lying on the ground looking for a letter, her body and hands were covered in dust.

He withdrew his hand somewhat embarrassedly.

"No! No~No~ Xiao Gao, you've been busy all morning, let's eat first, it's not something important, I can do it myself later, ah~ It smells so good, what did you make, it makes me hungry just by smelling it~"

Look at Rita's poor acting.

Gao Peng couldn't help but want to laugh.

I don’t know what Sister Tazi is doing right now.

What is going on?

Could this be Sister Tazi’s couple mode?

Although Gao Peng didn't know what Rita was going to do, he still wanted to tease her.

"Wash your hands first."

Gao Peng pretended to be stern and scolded him lightly.

"Ah, yes, wash your hands, hey, wash your hands."

Rita felt very guilty at the moment.

As soon as Gao Peng said this, everyone immediately responded in agreement.

He smiled guiltily and went to wash his hands.

But he still looked back every three steps to look at the sofa and then at Gao Peng.

Seeing that Gao Peng was still looking at her, she quickly smiled guiltily.

He turned his head away in a panic.

Even when washing hands, he still felt uneasy and kept turning his head to look at the sofa secretly.

She was afraid that Gao Peng would take advantage of her while she was washing her hands.

I really went to help her get the hairpin out from under the sofa.

That's a hairpin!

That's a love letter!

It is the death warrant for Rita's social death!

Seeing Rita's reaction.

Gao Peng didn't think it was a big deal at first.

I couldn't help but feel curious.

What is under this sofa? Why does Sister Tazi care so much about it?

How about I get it out for him first?